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These towering brutes might have been unarmed, but it was clear from a single glance that they were seasoned fighters.

Many bore a look of deadly intent, unmistakably shaped by the crucible of combat and bloodshed.

As the muscle-bound men made their entrance, the informant couldn't help but boast with a smug grin, "You know I deal in the trade of secret information in Galespire